My name is Wind On Face, I am a young Indian warrior. Next to the council fire I sit, covered by the hive shield. The drums beat, I rise and dance The Bumble Bee Dance around the fire. Once again, I sit next to the council fire under the protection of the hive shield. […]
I was at the local greenhouse last spring shopping for my outdoor plants. Budget is always a consideration so I take my time, buying a few plants here and there. On this day I had quite a few plants. I always read the plant label about sun, shade, water, size to make sure we’re compatible.
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A young serf girl meanders through a field, she stops here and there to admire the small pretty flowers. She is on the way to the lord of the manor’s large stone house. It is an agreement her father made to live and farm the tenant house he lives in with his daughter. Bed
I am in the wolf’s den. A small pool of water is off to the side, I lay down next to it and fall asleep. Mono and ginger-ale are imparted to me. Motorcycle exhaust smoke rises above city streets then transforms into the Angel of Death. I begin to follow a path leading
I am a young Lakota Indian warrior. My name is Wind On Face. I find myself in an ancient forest. One Who Soars, my chestnut horse finds me. I’ve missed him. He shows me he has missed me too. I put my right cheek to his left cheek as I caress his head and ears,
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Meditation
A falcon sits on a tree branch, high above, watching. I feel his gaze on me as I enter an enormous, ancient tree. Inside, I find a gently winding stone staircase. The stairs lead to another opening into another giant, ancient tree.This forest is even older than the first one. I step out into
